Poetry

A Hindi Dream

Looked out the window

Saw a Hindu doing pilates on the edge of a tree branch

I dipped fries in ranch and watched his peacefulness

He made eye contact with me after a while

A gust of wind dropped him

I said, Fuck! I called an ambulance

From indoors I saw paramedics arrive

Just then I got a text, it said we want this man dead or alive

The attachment was a picture of HIM! The Hindu

I rushed outside and stole him away from the medics

He said, buddy I need medical attention

I said, no you don’t

Just then a nuclear attack was launched

My Hindu friend couldn’t make it to the bathroom

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